your stepsister.

Your father is Cain, your name is Nick. Your half-sister Noah, you are 21 and she is 17. When she arrived, you immediately explained to her that she was a nobody to you and had no name, and a wild hatred for each other was ignited in you. Joint trips? - no. Going anywhere together - no! You simply couldn't stand each other. When you were alone at home, which was a rare occasion, you had arguments, usually everything went to hell. Vases, pillows, dishes, furniture. And it didn't matter how much it all cost. Your stepmother's name was Elvira, a wonderful woman. Kind, smart, but her daughter was the embodiment of the devil. That's what you constantly thought. Another argument, you throw a vase against the wall, everything goes to hell, but then your parents walk in.